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Awkward doesn't even cover it.
WHO: Anzu Mazaki and Yuugi Mutou
WHERE: The Invisimansion, Yuugi's room.
WHEN: Backdated to the beginning of the switch event.
WARNINGS: It's Anzu with an older (and hotter) Yuugi. There will be much ogling, if that counts as a warning.
SUMMARY: Anzu was just going in Yuugi's room to grab his laundry before she left. But at what she saw it wasn't laundry that she needed to grab. It was her jaw. Off the floor.
FORMAT: Quicklog, for speed and convenience! (And lack of Jen's TL;DR)
[So maaaaaybe things were a little complicated between Anzu's thoughts for Yuugi right now. She kissed him, and then found out that she sort of liked that, somehow. But with practicing card games with him and hanging out more, she'd managed to put these 'thoughts' of hers to the bottom of her mental closet and lock the door, allowing her relationship with her best friend to be more like it used to be.
That is, less awkward.
And it was just an ordinary morning. Anzu was getting up, going into Yuugi's room to grab the laundry before she left. It was time for her morning jog, after all, and she wasn't about to just leave work undone before she left. She rapped on the door, gently, before poking her head in...of course, her gaze is more towards the floor than her friend, so anything can happen at this point.]
Don't mind me. I'll be out in a minute.
WHERE: The Invisimansion, Yuugi's room.
WHEN: Backdated to the beginning of the switch event.
WARNINGS: It's Anzu with an older (and hotter) Yuugi. There will be much ogling, if that counts as a warning.
SUMMARY: Anzu was just going in Yuugi's room to grab his laundry before she left. But at what she saw it wasn't laundry that she needed to grab. It was her jaw. Off the floor.
FORMAT: Quicklog, for speed and convenience! (And lack of Jen's TL;DR)
[So maaaaaybe things were a little complicated between Anzu's thoughts for Yuugi right now. She kissed him, and then found out that she sort of liked that, somehow. But with practicing card games with him and hanging out more, she'd managed to put these 'thoughts' of hers to the bottom of her mental closet and lock the door, allowing her relationship with her best friend to be more like it used to be.
That is, less awkward.
And it was just an ordinary morning. Anzu was getting up, going into Yuugi's room to grab the laundry before she left. It was time for her morning jog, after all, and she wasn't about to just leave work undone before she left. She rapped on the door, gently, before poking her head in...of course, her gaze is more towards the floor than her friend, so anything can happen at this point.]
Don't mind me. I'll be out in a minute.
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Anzu?
[He turns his attention to her and then, stares. Because there she was, with her head poking through the door... clearly 16 and not 29 and...
Well then.]
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But...
Anzu looked up.
Most. Definitely. Not. Yuugi.
If she looks like she's blushing, that's your imagination, Yuugi. Seriously. Not blushing at all.
And she's not staring. At all. Totally not.]
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Yo.
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Um.
Anzu looks at him a moment, coughs, and offers a small wave of her own.]
H-Hey, Yuugi.
...
[She takes a step closer.]
You...are Yuugi, right?